Is My Fire Yours to Claim?

Ralla · 12-14-2011, 08:46 PM

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Hope it’s alright that I set it first at the Town hall? Backdated to December 2 (Nootau: Visible)

The journey had been long and hard, but—as she always did—she returned.

Perhaps that would be the last time in a long while that she would travel, what with the winter snows already falling in their creep. But she also needed to be home now and see the tribe through the icy cold—her most important duty would be performed if Ulilohi would have it, and so she hoped her offering that she had returned with would be more than sufficient to appease the Anasgayv to allow her the right to the trials.

Sugar had been laden with the spoils of their travels, and also somewhat lightened by the lack of the gifts she had brought to offer to the three packs she had visited. She had met many a fine wolf on this particular journey—even some old friends, whom she had dearly missed through the troubles of the war. Those reunions were sometimes bittersweet, and others joyous—Frodo, whom she had travelled with on her way up to Nova Scotia over a year and a half ago, had once joined the tribe and then mysteriously disappeared. But then he was there again, so close to their borders and with the most wonderful stories to tell (although his circumstances of absence were less than wonderful, in retrospect). All these experiences and travels had made her both weary and invigorated, and so it was that she could not wait one more day (it was a day after her arrival back home) to bring her news to Ulilohi, as well as her request.

At the Town Hall she arrived about noon, rested and ready for whatever Ulilohi would give her. They had discussed the trials (or at least the giving of them) at their meeting in Crimson Dreams, and Ralla was no less or more prepared than any other who had been told so little. But so it is to be. These would not be true trials if I were given time to prepare, would they? All her preparation had been done in the previous year, where she had devoted herself to the Great Fire and the tribe. She would prove herself now to Ulilohi: Ralla would show that if Ulilohi could be a proud leader, then Ralla would allow herself to be ruled by such. From outside the Town Hall she called a greeting to the Anasgayv, awaiting a response should she be there.

Moon walks. ”Moon talks.” Moon thinks.

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